Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

hold her in my arms, and it always made me feel better. I haven’t realized

missed that until now.

you?” The lady returns her hug, then takes a step back. “I

the other night, but I couldn’t

back more memories than I’d care to admit. I

that. Now the way she looks at me makes me feel like

think of our new dish?” Abby

Abby. Truly,” the

speak as we watch Abby lead the woman to her table,

sure what we’re still doing here, but I

with a drink,

Abby moves on to the

that her

to myself, but I missed seeing her

so,’ as she always said. Everything had to be

building our home and making it comfortable, and I never really appreciated it

home to a silent,

turns to me, and I brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something no

Alpha. She levels me with a glare. “Karl, you’re

your ex-wife just had to own this

Tiffany,” I

a moment, my eyes tracking Abby as she moves through the

her by the minute. Eventually, I realize she’s

sharp black bob takes

bland smile.

the men seated there, and my heart clenches. I’m

but I think I recognize one

her back, my wolf growls. If

really need to get

the more I want to fold her into my arms and pretend the last few

never

you seriously forgotten why we separated? I say. I can’t stop the pictures

so much evidence, and my

adamant I

wolves are fated mates, my wolf replies. Our

to protest, but he cuts me off. If you don’t listen to me, he growls.